We'd gone to the doctor and apparently my husband's sperm count wasn't all that great and to make matters worse, my immune system was a killer when it...came to his sperm. What few little squiggelys that made it as far as my womb; my immune system cannibalized.So you might understand why I was interested in what Kristine had to say about her friend. Andy and I don't make tons on money, he's an auto mechanic at Pep Boys and I work as a secretary at a three man accounting firm, so when she said. My previous stories were 1. My first sex lessons 2. I teach my cousin sex For new readers an introduction of myself:I am a Malayalee by birth; we had our land and house in Kerala and both my father and my mother had their share of land in kerala. The ancestral house of my father was in his name. My grandmother used to stay there and my father’s elder brother used to stay just near by. I used to stay at my mother’s place. My mother was the eldest, then there was my 1st uncle married 1 child, a. “Why don’t both of you have a seat?” As we sat down, she stretched out on the bed and began to play with her pussy and caress her breasts. Looking up, she smiled at both of us. She then sat up on the edge of the bed, undid her bra revealing her perfect small breasts, and told Jake to come over and stand in front of her. Amber then slowly unbuckled his belt, unbuttoned his pants, and pulled them to the floor. Next, she reached up inside the leg of his underwear and grabbed hold of his hard cock. "It took her a long time to reply. "I'm sorry, but I've got my period." That's no problem; I've fucked a lot of girls who had the rag on."To this day, I don't know which word it was. It could have been 'fucked', or maybe 'a lot', or possibly 'rag.' Whichever it was, she stood up. "Goodnight, Ron."She never spoke to me again, never nodded when I passed her.Shit! Why couldn't I have watched my mouth? It's the old story; alcohol is the greatest truth serum. All I had to say was something like.